Just breathe; we'll make a picture not a scene,
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'Cos you don't have to preach to me,
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There's not a note you cannot sing,
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Unsung, you'll be a ghost before too long,
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You'll get your moment in the sun,
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Under the moon, under the gun
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There's a hole carved in me you can see straight through,
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Fill it in, fill it in, 'cos it's shaped like you,
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There's a hole carved in me you can see straight through,
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Fill it in, fill it in, 'cos it's shaped like you...
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You are the star performer,
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You walk upon the stage,
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You are the star performer,
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My glorious crusade,
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Just try a little longing in your life,
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We'll be like soldiers in disguise,
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We're on a mission for your smile,
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There's a hole carved in me you can see straight through,
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Fill it in, fill it in, 'cos it's shaped like you,
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There's a hole carved in me you can see straight through,
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Fill it in, fill it in, 'cos it's shaped like you...
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You are the star performer,
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You walk upon the stage,
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You are the star performer,
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My glorious crusade,
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Unsung, unsung...
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You are the star performer,
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You walk upon the stage,
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You are the star performer,
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My glorious crusade,
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Unsung
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Delays |